It had been quick, rather painless and efficient. Sign the documents, a chaste kiss, and exchange two rings. Now Nanami was a husband, of all things. Not by his own accord, he was too married to his work to have ever considered it, but now he was stepping over the threshold of their house with his partner in tow.

His eyes gave nothing away, shielded behind the lenses of his glasses and offering no amount of affection in them. This was for convenience, not love. He gave a quick glance to his newlywed spouse, before turning away from the sight. He would not be cruel, but he didn't feel the need to connect either.

All was fine, he'd get used to this arrangement and he'd play his part of husband. It was just another job and he was damn fine at working.